A/N: Aw, I love the idea of this challenge so much! I really had my hands full, I wasn't planning on taking on anymore work but how could I possibly pass this up? This is Wishing-Fire's 100 Theme Challenge: Round Two. One character, one hundred words. My chosen character was Vanitas, and the first part of his challenge can be found on my profile under A Hundred Of His Darkest Hours.
It was awfully hard to write one hundred drabbles about Vanitas the first round… so now I'm aiming for another hundred? Ha! This should be fun. If you have any requests, please say so in a review! I'd be more than thrilled to take your request. (:
The drastic difference between he and Ventus was remarkable.
Pale light against his harsh darkness.
The colors of the sea against solid amber.
Ebony against the colors of the sand.
A pure-lighted heart, tainted by his very darkness.
But his very Darkness was starving for Ventus's light and very vice versa. For they were both complete.
There is no black without white, such they shared no light without darkness.
It was utterly impossible. And the closer Vanitas would get to Ven, his heart ached.
Things could have been much simpler. But instead, an abomination of nature was born.
Himself.
